>Secrets Poem by Abdul Wahab

>Secrets

Rating: 4.8


Unshared secrets
Kept in some where

in some unknown vault
are very sad

Lack of light
They are dying in the dark

They wanted
To be born

To breathe
Like you and me


but we were afraid
of the truth

if you would reveal yours
and I reveal mine

it could have been
a drop of rain

it could have been
a zigzag stream

I could have my bath
You could satiate your thirst

The rain could have
Mingled with the stream

but we did not have the courage
to battle out

you took your way
and I took mine

you look back
I look back too

Possibly thinking
We could have been a little bold
Open a little bit

Our mind
And our four lips

But time is our glorious friend
Life is our friendly road

Perhaps destiny will help
us to meet again

and I swear this time ……

your thousand buds
would bloom in flowers

and mine would be
thousand butter flies

to give birth
and to set free

all the secrets
to take breathe in the air freely..

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 20 May 2013

Regret over an unshared whim which hasn't withered, but hopefully awaits resurrection! ! Let a thousand buds bloom as flowers! ! Enjoyed! !

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Neela Nath Das 20 May 2013

Very nice. Secrets won't be secret then.Secrecy has its different charm.

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Tribhawan Kaul 21 May 2013

Secrets are meant to be kept as it may make or mar destinies, yet the truth should prevail. A poem to ponder over. :)

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Sallam Yassin 21 May 2013

great flow of true and destiny will help u and her and your secret will be like drops of rain wonderful beauty Abdul Wahab Thanks to share bro.

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Our secrets are hidden in us and it always needs an other person to let them bloom and there are thousands hidden in us who need to breathe the fragrance of our neighbors too

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Louis Rams 24 May 2013

sooner or later the truth will come out - this is what life is about.

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Heather Wilkins 23 May 2013

this is an elegant write. Oh those secrets of life. Sometimes they must remain forever. Tucked away yes, never to be revealed so true. Tis is one reason poets love similies, and metaphors, and personification. We are at liberty to write as we please. I love this one. Excellent

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 21 May 2013

Stream like flow and cliff like high a lovely poem

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David Wood 21 May 2013

A lovely poem secrets must be kept secret, but love must prevail.

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